Barely a few minutes had passed when the youngling returned, clutching the hand of a young woman. Her skin was a lighter shade of blue than the others, almost cerulean, and her eyes carried the same striking coloration. Despite the alien features, she was absolutely stunning in comparison to everyone around her—her features refined and graceful in ways that transcended species differences.
She was clearly the beauty of the clan, and there was no question about it.
Moon observed her calmly, curious why the leader would specifically call for this woman rather than approaching themselves.
As she moved forward, everyone in the gathered crowd began quieting down in obvious respect. She was without doubt a figure of authority and reverence among her people, despite her youth.
She approached Moon and Selene with an excited yet respectful expression on her face.
